For Some, 'Sex and the City' Is a Social Event

Cathleen Shaffer writes:
Okay, so our names aren't Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte and Miranda, and we wear Me Too flats and Nine West kitten heels instead of Jimmy Choos and Manolos. But we're four gals who will celebrate a 'Sex and the City' sequel at the drop of a hat -- a very chic, Kentucky Derby-style hat. We can't wait to see the movie, but it is only part of our master plan to spend the night in Chicago sans kids, husbands and pets.

Yes, we're suburban moms complete with all the trappings, but for one night we will be the 'Sex and the City' fab four. Our game plan: Stay at the luxurious Sofitel Chicago Water Tower Hotel, not just because of its Zen feel, sumptuous down comforters and sensuous rain showers, but their hotel bar makes the best chocolate martinis on the planet (no cosmos for us girls). When the mood strikes -- and it will -- we'll hit Sweet Mandy B's for a red velvet cupcake or two. Who needs Magnolia Bakery in Greenwich Village, anyway?

For brunch, we'll indulge on Orange's stuffed French toast and orange-infused coffee. It's always busy and we'll probably wait in line, but at least we'll be dressed super fashionably thanks to our shopping spree at Water Tower Place. Dinner will probably be at The Italian Village, a Chicago institution filled with old world charm and fantastic food and wine. Oh yes, and we'll conclude the decadence by watching 'Sex and the City 2' in all its glory.

See PopEater's Amber James on the 'Sex and The City 2' red carpet at Radio City Music Hall:

Kitt Knickers writes:
I'm a 20-year old lesbian from Wichita, Kansas, and I surround myself with only a few close friends -- two of whom are gay men I love very much. It was the said gay males who first got me interested in 'Sex and the City.' They religiously watched this show about four independent, single women. At first I whined, but when Carrie got dumped via a sticky note, I found myself infuriated, indignant and hooked.

When the movie came out, my friends and I planned an entire day around the whole shebang. We got all gussied up and went to lunch at a trendy coffee shop/bar in historic old town, and had paninis, gelato, macchiatos and cocktails while regaling each other with somewhat fictitious and ridiculously exaggerated tales of hookups and breakups. It was all in the name of laughter, and laugh we did -- we caught the attention of almost everyone in the coffee shop, and even the waitress started playing along. We all felt so glamorous and just for that one day completely and 100 percent full of ourselves. We had the Carrie Bradshaw strut, and we were working it. We soaked up the envious glares and the occasional "come hither" looks from a gorgeous gal or fella.

At the theater, we waited anxiously for the feature presentation -- and for the Shirley Temples we ordered (with instructions to put them in martini glasses simply to be cute and emphasize our roles as sexy socialites). We all loved the movie. I'm still not sure if it was the film itself or what it made possible, which was to jump start the most amazing day shared with my closest friends doing everything I secretly have always wanted to do, but it was one of the best days I've had in my short 20 years. Now, I have a new-found appreciation for movies directed to a more feminine audience -- they really do make you feel good. My friends and I have already started planning for an even more fabulous day and night playing posh for 'Sex and the City 2.'


Kathryn Gierok writes:
From the start of 'Sex and the City,' my two best girlfriends and I would gather every week to watch the show, drink cocktails and laugh at how similarly our lives mirrored theirs. When the show ended, I was heartbroken -- no more girls' nights, no more new adventures. When the movie came out, I was both thrilled and disappointed -- ecstatic to have another opportunity with Carrie and co., but saddened to be living in England, far from my girlfriends. I saw the movie when it came out, and loved it, but somehow, watching by myself just didn't seem right.

This time, I'm back in the good ol' US of A, and bound and determined to have the best 'Sex and the City' party imaginable. The evening will start with my friends gathering at my apartment, dressed in their 'SATC' best. (I, of course, have already scoured every consignment store in the city, and found a great Carrie-esque dress.) Cosmos shall be served, along with Chinese takeout, Miranda-style. Finally, before heading to the best cinema in town, I'll give my friends a small manicure set with a contemporary color.

I'm sure the movie will be great -- I've loved every bit of 'Sex and the City' -- but the best part will be meeting with my girlfriends in the morning for brunch, dishing about the film and checking out the cute waiters.

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